I acted as if I am asleep. He slowly touched my hand. I was shocked. I did not move. He shifted his focus back to Riya. I could still see him. He then...went near her. I could see him clearly. He touched her bare belly with his hand. There was a giggle from top.I suddenly realized that there was some kind of a betting game on top. There was triumph on his face as he looked up. He immediately went up. They were quiet enough not to wake us up. I realized they were playing cards and the loser had to. The absolute pinnacle of the contemporary classical music scene.And that was who'd been playing piano for me? No wonder I'd been the only one laughing at my faux pas. Retrospectively I felt like an idiot."He told me he agreed to do Tosca only because of me and Mario," she went on. When I again looked blank she provided a last name. "Mario Minaghieri, Nick. Our tenor."My eyes got really big. Camilla St. John and Mario Minaghieri and Gerald Oliver? This wasn't just a star-studded production, this. Everybody had seen the video, and everybody had hated or feared ordespised Lila (except her two minions, who had vanished into thewoodwork) so it was Stacy celebrity time.Or Butch time; they called me that too, because of the video, see.We could not eat at lunch time, the kids crowded around so closely.In the hallway between classes, they swarmed me like I was the queen bee.And then, it was over.People still smiled and waved, which was nice.But there were athletics, and social events, and of. I ended up stroking my hard-on to climax knowing full well she was outside the window the whole time!The next day, I was walking out to the street to the bank of mailboxes, and she came out of her house and started talking to me. She said that her niece and her friend left that morning. Then, she said, I don't know if I should tell you this but I heard them talking in their bedroom last night, and I could tell they were watching a video - an x-rated video. I asked "so what'd you do?" She said.